ooc: I don't plan to post Valdís but she's probably in ear shot so that Álarr can be out this far. Regular default time good or should we do a week?

I'll tough it out, I won't give in

Álarr bounded across the battlefield with a whoop and a yell. He was super excited to be here to do some fight training. He'd managed to convince Valdís to escort him in exchange for twine and sinew. He felt it was a fair trade even though he'd given just about the last of it to the older woman. Afi hadn't been terribly pleased with the deal. The sullen cat slinked along beside him while Bryhildr took to the air above him, her ivory wings just catching the sun. Ok, ok, he could do this. Ok! Excitement and anxiety bubbled out of his mouth as he howled for an opponent. He hoped he'd get someone cool and not overly mean.

Sten was quick to answer any challenger, with his current haunt the battlefield, challengers of any age appealed to him. Unwashed fur bristled as his lips lifted in a greeting snarl, he squared his shoulders preparing for the next onslaught. He lifted his nose, raised his hackles and lashed his tail like a whip, preparing for the challenger to attack him with everything he had. No words were spoken, none were needed, only glorious bloodshed and the promise of new scars and more blood upon the dust. He charged forward, paws lifted with each bound, prepared to hit the challenger’s hips and ribs, hoping to cause some bruising or other minor injury. Sten Isneven vsAlarr for spar Round 1|? Age: Over one year Size: Dire wolf Build: Heavy Offensive Accessory: N/A Defensive Accessory: N/A Companion 1: N/A Companion 2: N/A Mutation: N/A Disability: N/A Fight Skill Level: Beginner Specialty: N/A speaking

I'll tough it out, I won't give in

The sound of paw steps alerted Álarr to the arrival of an opponent and he looked very mean. The boy quickly set his defenses but as he started to speak and to face the man the man charged. Well, poop. The man charged for his side and Álarr leapt forward to try and get out of the way but there wasn't enough warning and the man crashed into his left hip. He quickly dug in his front legs and let the momentum help turn him to face his opponents side just short of perpendicular and he dove forward intent on repaying the favor. He ducked in low, jaws flung wide open as he tried to bite into the man's belly just behind the ribs where the flesh was more vulnerable.

Álarr vs Sten for Spar
Round 1/2
Age: Under 1 year
Size: Extra large
Build: Medium
Offensive Accessory: n/a
Defensive Accessory: n/a
Companion 1: Raven - Flying
Companion 2: Pallas Cat - Battle
Mutation: n/a
Disability: n/a
Fight Skill Level: Intermediate
Specialty: n/a

As the boy reached to land a bite, so did he, jaws seeking the fur just above his hips to pull him back toward him and hopefully put the boy under him. As each turned to the other his right paw lifted, aiming to bring it down on the lad’s left hind paw and sprain it, perhaps even break it. His claws dug deep into the earth, pushing him forward, his stance braced, his tail tucked, eyes narrowed, nose lifted, hackles raised. He would use his size and strength to his advantage, hoping to counter the boy’s agility and motility. Sten had always been a warrior at heart, but now was his chance to prove it. Sten Isneven vs Alarr for Spar Round 1|2 Age: Over one year Size: Dire wolf Build: Heavy Offensive Accessory: N/A Defensive Accessory: N/A Companion 1: N/A Companion 2: N/A Mutation: N/A Disability: N/A Fight Skill Level: Beginner Specialty: N/A speaking

I'll tough it out, I won't give in

Álarr didn't quite reach his target as the man's jaws seized him just in front of his hips and started pulling him back. He did his best to retain his defenses as he whirled around, fangs flying towards the left side of the man's face. Afi who had seen quite enough of this frizzed up and screeched his feline battle cry as he dove in trying to latch onto the man's right foreleg to prevent the paw slam or at least delay it long enough for the flailing pups position to change. Brynhildr too joined the fray as she dove down, her talons outstretched as she sought to puncture the warriors right eye.


Álarr vs Sten for Spar
Round 2/2
Age: Under 1 year
Size: Extra large
Build: Medium
Offensive Accessory: n/a
Defensive Accessory: n/a
Companion 1: Raven - Flying
Companion 2: Pallas Cat - Battle
Mutation: n/a
Disability: n/a
Fight Skill Level: Intermediate
Specialty: n/a

And the winner is...

STEN	ALARR must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out. Totals: Sten: 193.9 Alarr: 174.9

I'll tough it out, I won't give in

The battle raged on and with a few quick maneuvers Álarr was finally able to wriggle his way out of the other man's grasp. However, that was enough for him. He knew he was obviously out-matched and in enough pain as it was. At this point he wasn't proving anything so with embarrassment he surrendered. What the hell had he been thinking? He definitely wasn't ready for this! Álarr was just glad that Valdís or his dad hadn't been there to see. Heck he was glad no one from Legion was there to witness his defeat. Afi pulled up next to him, fur still on end as he glared grumpily at the viking.

"Come on dear," said Brynhildr. "We need to get back." Álarr nodded at the warrior in what he hoped was a brave nod of respect despite the tears welling in his eyes before he took off after his companions to find Valdís and tell her they wanted to go home.

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